My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The two met in Flushing.

Ethan found a Sichuan-style hotpot restaurant, and after burning Jiabo until his nose was filled with runny tears, he drove to find a bathing center.

The signature Wanshi ISO standard words successfully attracted his attention.

Despite repeated protests from his bald friend, he still pushed him into the bathing center. If he didn't want to join the program, he could just take a bath. If he couldn't, he could also get a beauty treatment. After several persuasion, he finally got the guy to give in.

It's still early to go to the nightclub, and the place isn't even hot yet.

As a pure gentleman, you must have a spirit of tireless learning and exploration in order to enrich yourself.

There are good places, of course you can’t miss them.

It turns out that the place was chosen right. Looking at the projects on the service card, even though Ethan had experienced many battles, he still fell into a certain degree of chaos.

Crystal Love, you can probably understand what it means.

Nothing more than using jelly.

But what the hell is a sword piercing the heart, what is the bees gathering honey, the drunken concubine, and a tiger descending from the mountain, these things are completely incomprehensible.

But it doesn't matter, Franklin always understands.

You are right to order the most expensive one.

If you dare to lie to yourself, you owe Phillips a favor and ask the FBI to come over and make it public!

Two hours later.

Ethan walked comfortably to the lounge. There were relatively few bald heads among the rows of sofa chairs. Combined with the familiar head shape, he quickly came to Jabber's side and threw himself onto the single sofa chair.

On the wall in front is an old-fashioned Hong Kong martial arts movie, with punches and kicks on the bridge and the horse.

He picked up a grape from the fruit plate and threw it into his mouth. He looked to the side happily. Although Jia Bo had resisted when he came in, he still had a sour look on his face when the foot bath technician pressed the guy's feet.

"Tap it, tap it!!!"

The technician touched the sole of his foot with his finger, and the bald friend almost jumped off the chair.

"Beautiful boy."

The female technician continued to press hard and said in a leisurely manner: "You have serious kidney deficiency. You have to take two doses of Chinese medicine to supplement it. You don't need to expose it to the sun!"

"Cough~"

Ethan had a weird look on his face and quickly pointed forward: "Did you see that move? Jackie always looks so good when he fights."

"By the way, what is the technician talking about?"

Blinking, he asked curiously: "You know, I can't understand Chinese."

"she says."

Jia Bo's face was quite unhappy, his middle finger was raised high, and he said word by word: "Fakeyou!!!"

"Hahaha."

Ethan laughed happily as he watched his elder brother drinking and performing drunken tricks on the wall.

Of course, I am definitely not mocking Jiabo.

I am not that kind of person!

Until he promised to pay for tonight's consumption, the man with kidney deficiency finally relieved his resentment a little. After he finished pressing his feet, the two of them split into two groups and acted separately.

The young boyfriend Johnny came back from a trip and needed Job to pick him up at the airport.

Ethan went to the nightclub to open a card by himself.

Just wait for them.

In the police station's cracking work, Jiabo can control the situation in real time using his mobile phone, without having to stay in front of the computer.

Since the New York subway left a very bad impression on Ethan, he took a taxi and went straight uptown. The DJ in the nightclub last night was very good, and the girls were also very good.

I don’t know what my luck will be tonight.

What a coincidence.

The guy responsible for letting people in is still the security guard from last night.

Before the tried-and-true Franklin method could be used, the other party directly untied the red rope and let him in. There was a trace of sneer in his eyes, which made Ethan a little confused.

You can’t be afraid of yourself because of your kind intentions!

Familiar environment, different booths.

It's only ten o'clock in the evening.

Since he came earlier, there were more seats. He chose a bigger seat than last night. Not far in front was the dance floor. He could watch from a high position, giving people the feeling of a talent show.

This stuff is no joke.

As long as there are enough drinks on the table, plus I don't look unruly and look clean, that's all.

When you find a suitable girl, all you need to do is hold up your glass and signal to others.

Don't forget that people in the United States dress brightly when they go out, but after Ethan has been around a lot, he knows that many people actually go to bars and nightclubs to hang out, especially those who are young.

All they need to bring is the money for the ticket and a beer or two, which is enough for them to dance around for a few hours.

Of course, to put it mildly, they enjoy this atmosphere.

So, in fact, many girls don't mind enjoying a night in a booth and saving money on drinks. As for what happens next, it all depends on whether the conversation is fun or not.

Under the direction of the nightclub's marketing, the soft rope barrier in front of the curved deck was taken away by security personnel.

"Mr. Morgan."

The female salesperson handed out the tablet with a bright smile on her face: "What do you need?"

Sit yourself and lean over the other person.

Looking along the neckline of the white T-shirt, it is greasy and plump, quite attractive.

"Thanks."

He quickly withdrew his gaze and took the tablet.

Good service needs to be purchased with money. If you don't spend thousands of dollars on this kind of booth in one night, don't think about it. You can only stand around the small round table!

The goth man Johnny hadn't seen him for a long time, so Ethan ordered a lot of cocktails.

Just think of it as a way to catch the wind for him.

The DJ was playing loudly, and colorful cocktails and spirits quickly filled the tables. It was clear from the first glance that this scene was a generous one, especially since he was just one person, and he quickly attracted the attention of many people.

Many beautiful girls are ready to make a move, and they are brewing a conversation in their hearts.

Prepare to attack this young, handsome and blond black-haired man, even if it's just for one night, it must be good.

Ethan poured a glass of whiskey by himself, put it to his mouth and sipped it slowly, and began to look for possible social partners tonight, his eyes passing over the swaying girls in the nightclub.

Anyone with a male companion will be excluded.

Just skip the black one, it’s not a matter of discrimination, it’s just a personal taste!

His gaze suddenly paused.

He landed next to a small round table, where stood a mixed-race girl wearing a black dress. She was of average height, less than 1.7 meters tall with high heels, but her proportions were very good, with her front and back bulging.

Very sexy.

Her brown hair hangs down naturally, and her plump lips are slightly raised.

The light makeup on her face looked clean, and her eyes were very bright. This girl must have just arrived. She was holding a black handbag and drinking a glass of beer.

The bridge of the nose is also exceptionally high.

Under the colorful neon lights, the whole person is shining.

The other person seemed to be enjoying the atmosphere in the bar, but Ethan could smell a hint of incompatibility. The overall temperament of this woman was cold and cool.

It's beautiful, and it's dangerous.

It's dangerous!

Even though they were far apart, he could still smell the other person's scent.

That smell of an action agent.

Regardless of whether the other person is on a mission or just here for fun, he doesn't want to provoke him. Although the other person's cool temperament is very attractive to him, Ethan said that he just wants to find some blond hair and big waves to relax tonight.

Don't go to such trouble.

Just when the other party looked over, he smiled slightly and was about to look away.

Unexpectedly, the woman immediately picked up the wine glass with a smile on her face, grabbed her handbag and walked over, her waist swaying and her steps crisp.

Ethan was a little surprised, it seemed like he didn’t raise the glass!

"Hi."

The woman in black skirt walked to the booth, smiled and stretched out her arms: "Let me meet you, I am Samn Xiao, do you mind if I sit here?"

"Of course I don't mind."

Ethan shrugged and took the other person's hand.

There were thick layers of calluses on certain parts of Xiao's hands, which brought a rich smile to his face. (End of chapter)